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Chapter Nine - Every Breath You Take
Rome, Italy
Massimo was pissed but Valentina was unrepentant. “It’s not my fault the paparazzi drew their own conclusions,” she stated when he inquired about the photos. “They want us to reunite. What can I do?”
Massimo kept his temper. “Next time, don’t kiss me. Let’s not risk misunderstandings, shall we?”
Valentina chuckled, a high, tinkly, sarcastic sound. “Well, you could always simply refuse to see me, darling.” Her voice dropped to a seductive purr. “But we both know you don’t want that.”
He ended the call, knowing she had taken the victory. “f**k!” he yelled into the emptiness of his dwelling. This pissed him off much more this time than ever before… India. They were close to forming a friendship at least, sharing laughs and messages, tal
